Bane

The Paint Chips Away

Bane


We just can't go on 
No not like this 
The center will not hold 
So many voices with so much to say 
But frozen when it's time to lift a finger 
And fix what has been broken for so long 
You have not taken one true step towards leaving the 
Pettiness that you claim that you left behind 
This scene that that you are such a proud part of 
Buckles when you're ego strikes 
Sinks under the weight of your apathy 
Your actions erase the good in your words 
And your compassion's as empty as your pride 
It's not enough the things that you say 
It's how you live your life day by day 
Forget what you are 
I wanna know who you are 
It doesn't matter what you call yourself 
It's how you carry yourself 
Are you really here to help?